Chapter 69 Hong Kong Mail

The next morning, Wen Qing sat proudly in the living room watching Ye Li pack her things.

She heard everything yesterday. Ye Li had a falling out with her uncle because she didn't get the money. She was probably going back to her parents' home today. This woman finally left. Why should the Wen family's money be spent by the Ye family? It all belonged to her, Wen Qing!

"Aunt, what are you doing? Isn't it just Xiaoling's medicine expenses? I'll go talk to uncle."

Wen Qing stood aside and watched Ye Li packing her clothes, trying to persuade her hypocritically.

Ye Li said without even looking up, "Okay, go ahead."

"Haha, I'll tell him when uncle comes back."

Wen Qing hurried back to the house. Damn it, she was just making fun of her, how could she possibly help her? This woman even dared to challenge her. Let's see how she has the nerve to come back after she leaves this time.

When Wen Qianjin returned home, Wen Qing was the only one left at home.

Wen Qing saw her uncle coming back and hurried forward to put on the eye drops.

"Uncle, Auntie was unhappy this morning. No matter how I tried to persuade her, she insisted on leaving. Xiaohai also insisted on going to find grandma, and I couldn't stop her at all. How about you go and call them back?"

Wen Qianjin was feeling a little disappointed when he saw his wife and son leave, but after hearing what Wen Lan said, his sadness turned into anger.

Xiao Hai is not close to the Wen family at all. It was the Ye family who taught him. Why should he accept it? If he wants to come back, he can come back by himself.

Wen Qing was secretly happy when she saw her uncle's unhappy face. Ye Li should just stay at the Ye family honestly, and it would be better if Wen Hai, that ungrateful guy, never came back.

She put on a well-behaved smile and said, "Uncle, you promised to buy me some vanishing cream today."

Ye family

"You just brought the child back like this? Didn't Wen Qianjin say anything?" Zhao Zhaodi hugged her grandson whom she hadn't seen for a long time and peeled peanuts for him.

Ye Li sat aside and drank multi-grain porridge and said, "Why don't you come back? Wen Qianjin doesn't care about us mother and daughter at all. He cares about his niece."

Ye Li put down the bowl, took out twelve yuan in change from her pocket and put it on the table.

"Wen Qianjin disagrees, and I don't know where the deposit slip is. This is the dowry grandma gave me when I got married."

Wen Hai, who was eating peanuts, quickly took out the things he had prepared.

"Grandma, look, this is my two dollars and sixty cents. Give it all to my sister."

Zhao Zhaodi looked at the scattered banknotes, hugged her grandson and said distressedly, "Our Xiaohai is so thoughtful. Grandma's love for Xiaohai is not in vain. With Xiaohai's money, your sister will definitely get better."

Jin Fenglian also came at noon. She went back to her parents' home to borrow eight dollars. It wasn't much, but now even the smallest amount of money was still money, so she didn't dare to delay and quickly sent it to the old man's house.

Everyone counted the money the family had now. Ye Dajun and Ye Xiushan talked their mouths off and got one month's salary in advance. Ye Sihua went home and collected ten yuan. Captain Qin, on behalf of the Xiahe Village Brigade, borrowed thirty yuan from the Ye family. The total amount was one hundred and twenty yuan.

Adding the more than 40 yuan that Ye Yang currently has, the 200 yuan surgery fee is still not enough.

Just when the Ye family was at a loss, Zhao Zhaodi was preparing to kill the chickens and ducks at home and sell them for money.

Someone knocked on the door. "Is this Ye Changnian's house?"

Ten minutes ago

"Auntie, do you know how to get to Ye Changnian's house?"

A postman riding a tricycle asked the Miao aunts who were chatting at the entrance of the village.

A group of aunties looked at each other. They were used to calling each other "old lady" and "auntie" in the village, and for a moment they really couldn't remember who Ye Changnian was.

Aunt Miao slapped her thigh while eating melon seeds. She remembered

"Ye Changnian is Old Man Ye!"

Look at the big box on the tricycle that takes up all the space in the car. It’s a really big wooden box. The wood can be disassembled and used for burning for a long time.

"Is this big box for Old Man Ye?"

Aunt Liu walked around the tricycle and said, "This box is so well made. Look how smooth it is, it's even brighter than her bed."

When the postman saw that the aunties knew Ye Changnian, he felt relieved. The mail from Hong Kong had instructions to ensure it was delivered to Ye Changnian's home. His leader had given him instructions for a long time before he left.

"Yes, Auntie, this box came from Hong Kong. I wonder what good stuff is inside."

The postman looked at the box he was pulling with envy. The box was very heavy, and he wondered what good things were inside.

When they heard that the person was from Hong Kong, the aunts became excited instantly.

"Isn't that the second son of the Ye family?"

"Yeah, it's such a big box, will it be full of white flour?"

"What are you thinking? If it comes from Hong Kong, it has to be lard dim sum."

Everyone was so curious about the big box that they helped the postman lead the way to Old Ye's house. They really wanted to see what was inside.

The postman was also curious and pedaled his tricycle very fast.

A tricycle with a group of middle-aged women chasing after it appeared in the village.

A passing villager shouted at the aunties, "Why are you chasing the postman?"

Aunt Zhao ran out of breath and replied

"The second son of the Ye family has brought some goodies from Hong Kong. Let's go to the Ye family and see what's going on!"

Upon hearing this, many people put down their work and followed him to the Ye family to take a look. Isn't the second son of the Ye family a pauper? How could he give away good things?

The number of people following the group increased several times, and when they arrived at the door of Ye's house, almost half of the village had come.

The Ye family looked at the aggressive crowd at the door and couldn't help but take a step back. They had borrowed a lot of money recently for Ye Ling's illness, so they didn't need to let others come to their door like this, right?

Before Ye Dajun could speak, Aunt Miao rushed to say

"Dajun, your second brother has sent you some goodies from Hong Kong. Hurry up and open it to see what rare treasures it is."

With the help of the villagers, the postman nearby lifted the things off the tricycle and moved them into the Ye family's yard.

He dusted off his hands and said to Ye Dajun, "Hello, comrade. Who is Comrade Ye Changnian? Please sign for this email."

Ye Dajun was stunned. What? Something his second brother mailed from Hong Kong?

Old Mrs. Ye, who was lying on the kang in the room, suddenly felt relieved when she heard Xiang Jiang's words and jumped up.

"Comrade! This is our family. Ye Changnian is my husband. He took the child to see a doctor. Can I accept it? This is from my son."

Old Mrs. Ye held the box with a slight tremor, and she felt that she had finally touched her second brother.

The postman didn't expect Ye Changnian was not at home, but it was okay for Old Lady Ye to collect it. Old Lady Ye couldn't write, so she just left her fingerprints.

After the postman said yes, Old Lady Ye quickly instructed Ye Dajun to find tools to open the box. There were so many members of the Ye family that they formed a circle around the box. The villagers could only stand with their feet up to watch, and some even went home and brought stools.

"Big brother, please be gentle and don't break it for your brother." Old Mrs. Ye warned her eldest son worriedly.

"Don't worry, mother. I have a plan."

Ye Dajun carefully chopped the four corners with an axe, pried the wooden board with the axe head, and the box opened.

What caught my eye was a neatly arranged white paper box with gold edges and a lavender lace ribbon on it.

"You're using such beautiful cloth as a rope?"

Ye Xiuhong couldn't control her surprise and said

"Oh my god, I have never seen this kind of cloth in my life."

Jin Fenglian couldn't help but touch it, but she was afraid that her hands were too rough and would damage this rare and good cloth.

The villagers behind were furious! To use cloth that even the supply and marketing cooperative didn't have as rope, how rich must Ye Lao Er be!